Vol 2 Chapter 542: 3600 rounds per second

"Boom!"
The metal projectile hit Franklin's body, bursting open, tearing Franklin's skin and fleshing out blood, but he didn't hurt Franklin at all, just beat Franklin to a sway.
Franklin was shaking, approaching the people in the secret room.
The mask in the secret room looked at him, raised his eyebrows, said nothing, moved his finger, and didn't know where he was pressing the machine in front of him, and made two clicks.
At the next moment, the number of projectiles flying out of the machinery surged, and then surged.
If the number of projectiles before was drizzle, the blink of an eye is a torrential shower, followed by a downpour!
The countless metal projectiles were almost in a line, and they burst on Franklin's body without interruption, bursting and bursting again.
Franklin had a projectile before, and finally made a difficult three-meter advance. This time, he was directly beaten out by seven or eight meters. The projectile was as fast as a phantom, and he was slamming on him with a knife like Ling Chi. Every time he blasted, he must take away a large chunk of flesh.
"Do not!"
Franklin roared, his body flashing again, as if to fight back, but under the torrent of violent and unreasonable projectiles, it looked more like a dying struggle.
With 3,600 shots of magic bullets in one minute, any resistance is meaningless!
"Puff puff puff puff puff!"
The projectile continued to bombard Franklin's body, taking away more and more flesh and blood, and finally flesh and blood disappeared, exposing the bones of the forest.
Franklin screamed again and again, and then his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a white sensational skeleton.
"boom!"
Franklin couldn't see the corpse, fell to the ground and fell apart, his voice echoed for a long time in the Yongdao-I don't know when, the mask-controlled machinery in the secret room stopped, and the entire Yongdao was as quiet as death.
...
"Da da da……"
Richard got up, walked out of the secret room, stepped on the ground covered with shards of flesh and blood, and walked step by step, examining the body. After a while, it was determined that there was no living person.
This was the result he expected.
After all, this is his home court. He is well-prepared to use fishing to deal with a dozen wizards. It is simply too simple. Even if you don’t use spell bullets and spell firearms, there are many ways to choose from: for example, improved fungal spores, such as powerful explosives, and direct burial.
For him, there are two extremes with and without preparation.
If he is not prepared, he will exert his outstanding individual strength at best. If he is prepared, he will not be afraid of any enemy. Even God-if God really exists, as long as he is given enough time and sufficient conditions, he is confident to defeat or even kill the other party.
Therefore, he was not surprised by the situation in front of him. Because...too much waste of bullets.
Well, it's a waste of bullets, really.
In this killing, in just a few seconds, he consumed nearly half of his reserves of spell bullets. You know, it took him a long time to prepare it properly, and this is still under the premise of squeezing Pandora, a labor force-without Pandora’s metal shaping ability, whether it is the mass production of magic bullets, 315 alloy projectiles, or There are no small difficulties in the processing of magic guns.
However, if you look at the results, it is not small. Now more than a dozen wizards have been wiped out. Even the last wizard has used an unknown method to become extremely powerful and has not carried the high-speed shooting mode of the magic weapon.
This fully verified the power of the magic gun in actual combat. It can be said that it is unbreakable.
Of course, he also knows that there are certain restrictions on the application of this magic weapon. In the narrow corridors he designed specially, many wizards of the mysterious organization could not dodge. The natural effect is the best. If it is an empty ground, the effect will be reduced.
In an open environment, he at best killed several wizards by surprise. Afterwards, once the wizard is alert and dispersed, it is difficult to hit the other party, after all, the bullets can not be tracked. And if the hostile wizard is smarter and uses specific spells to attack the spell guns, the spell guns will be invalidated instantly.
In fact, in reality, the more powerful the appliance, the more specific conditions are required to exert its powerful effect.
For example, a sniper rifle must be specially calibrated every time it is used. Like in a movie, it is basically impossible to assemble it quickly after disassembling it, and then hit the target to kill it. The biggest possibility is that the sniper accurately locked the robber's heart socket through the sight, and then pulled the trigger, the hostage's head burst like a watermelon.
The real sniper rifle is a very complicated and troublesome firearm. Even if it is not disassembled, when it is used across a region, due to the different environmental factors of the region, such as humidity and gravity, the gun needs to be calibrated, otherwise it will be used. Not as expected.
Therefore, according to the different environments, choose different props. Or, according to the characteristics of props, it is scientific to choose the environment that can best play its role.
On the other hand, letting a prop forcefully apply to all environments, and require it to play a powerful role in any environment, is too laborious.
Even the king of land on modern earth, the tank, is developed and used according to the regional environment. If the main battle tanks of cold countries in high latitudes are thrown into the humid and hot environment of low latitudes, the damage rate of tanks will reach An unimaginable degree.
So things like spell guns, like fungal spore biochemical weapons, are very powerful, but they need to be controlled.
Thinking of these, Richard stepped out of the corridor and walked to the ground.
On the ground, Pandora didn't know where it came from, holding a huge gun in his hand. It is actually inaccurate to say that it is a firearm. The barrel is short and thick, and the caliber can almost be inserted into a baby. For reinforcement, there are several iron hoops on the barrel, which looks more like a gun-Pandora held it by hand. The artillery, referred to...hand gun.
Pandora patrolled the yard destroyed by the wizard. He was very alert. His small face was tight. He heard footsteps ringing from the room. He suddenly turned the muzzle and pointed it. Of overweight projectiles.
Fortunately, Richard said in a timely manner: "It's me!"
"Scared—" Pandora put out her tongue~EbookFREE.me~ quickly put down her handgun and looked at Richard.
Richard looked at Pandora and didn't care about the fact that he almost injured his ally by mistake. He asked, "Are there anyone other than me coming out?"
"No." Pandora shook her head and answered.
"Are there any followers coming in on that street?"
"Neither." Pandora shook her head again.
"That's the best." Li Cha responded, narrowing his eyes, and said to himself, "Although it can be concluded that there are more people in the mysterious organization, the people involved in this operation should be all that. All are eliminated. After the fall, the other party should find it difficult to find relevant clues for a long time, which is relatively safe.
In addition, there should be a lot of information about the Black Spirit Empire and the Black Spirit King's treasure in the iron rings of these dead people. If you can sort it out, you might find it. if that is the case……"
At the end, Richard's eyes were a little bright. ()